Professor Draven

༼۝A story that starts with forbidden love, but then...shit gets real༼۝

C O N T E N T W A R N I N G
~ Explicit Sexual Themes

🦋No smut at the start of this story, though it is going to be there after a little slowburn🦋

• I growl, low and rough, as I thrust harder, faster. "Some little bastard bats his lashes at you and suddenly you're ready to say yes?! In front of me? While I was watching?"

She bites her lip, whimpering, moaning, that sound that always fucks with my head. My hands grips her thigh, spreading her wider, my pace unforgiving.

Because she needs to fucking learn - no, she needs to know that how much I'm hers. And that she's mine.

"Daddy's teaching you here something," I hissed against her ear, sweat dripping down my temple. "Every fucking time you even think about letting another guy get close like that, remember this - remember how it feels when I'm buried so deep inside you you can't fucking breathe."

Her nails dig into my shoulders, her body arching, those tight, sweet little nipples brushing against my skin, begging for the attention her pussy is throbbing against.

Her voice cracks out my name, and i grin, dark and mean.

"Yeah, scream it. Let the whole fucking neighbourhood know who owns this sweet little cunt."

I slam into her harder, gritting my teeth, my hand gripping her jaw to make her look at me through her dazed, teary eyes.

"Keep looking at me when I'm ruining you, Miss Davis."

She shivers at that, face turning redder. I say, voice low enough, "you're mine, Vi. My baby, my brat. And when I'm done with you tonight, you'll know exactly why."

My pace turns brutal, merciless. Her moans turn into broken sounds, the bedframe creaking under us - •

⚠️ Content warning ⚠️
This story contains mature themes and explicit themes that may be sensitive to some readers. Please avoid reading the story as there's going to be:
- Smut
- explicit sex

A request again to please avoid reading who are uncomfortable.
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